I had a stack of rejection letters shamefully shoved under my desk blotter to prove it. I’d almost decided give up and start writing porn instead of...erotica—there was always a paying market for that stuff in Hustler or Forum. Either that, or I was going to have to start writing about vampires—very handsome, sparkly ones with Victorian-era names and lots of teenage angst. TJ knew people and had put me in touch with a few agents, but I thought Jim Carrey was right. Agents followed the money and. The stage was brightly lit with flashing strobes, and a single figure perched upon it. I could not tell which senior it was, but she was moving graciously across the platform, discarding her bra. The act returned a round of applause from the students sitting at the tables. I was immediately ordered to pick up some beers and bring them to the tables on the far end of the hall. I picked up my tray and slowly ventured passed several tables. I could feel the eyes tear my body to pieces on the way,. . what do you mean by stringing me along?" she asked, sounding alarmed."I was planning on using you."Millie laughed. "You're not alone in that. I was planning on using you, too."I sighed heavily, "Wait, that's not what I meant. My plan involved gaining your trust to find out dirt on my brother and your sister. I believe Ed paid my college tuition so Jen and I would be separated for months at a time. I think he saw us together and wanted to take her away from me." What's that got to do with. I recall one reporter asking the mayor onscreen, "How can you allow strip joints within blocks of your elementary school?" His response was, "Who do you think paid for that school?"Anyway, this was a playground for me for the years I lived in that area. The strip joints were good, but the adult bookstores were great. What I would do is dress in lingerie under my street clothes and strip down once I got into a booth. There was one ABS that had booths with 8"x8" gloryholes in each wall, with.